This is a song about "Class clowns"

Sit the fuck down you clowns like you in in school suspension

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Instead of being in class

On my captain spalding shit what you don't like clowns,

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

People who were mean to me, my slave, in chains, admitting they were clowns

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

On a whole different class

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Baby we need each other, don't want to meet your mother

Stay down ass clowns, you must've, thought i was such a lover

The white working class is the majority, the upper class,

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have